Classic Poem

A WAKE , arise!
Day's shining eyes
Open unclouded to the waking skies;
Night and the hosts of Sleep,
Dispersed, defeated, creep
To their Lethaean dens and sunless caverns deep.

Hark! with the day
His roundelay
Each brave bird sings, and speeds away;
Aloft, on circling wings,
The mounting skylark sings,
A denizen of air, scorning terrestrial things.

Arise, awake!
And, singing, make
Thy morning orisons for Love's sweet sake
Awake, awake, arise!
Keep the cerulean skies
Reflected in the faithful azure of thine eyes.